You can see posts where I show my body 5 days postpartum, 12 days postpartum, and 3 months postpartum. All of which make me shudder inside and then make me question why I am so honest. My gosh, I think I have a problem. But, I digress.
Anyway. There was this period between when Emeline was 3 months-7/8 months old where I didn't do anything. I was still nursing. Still hungry often. Ate whatever I wanted. Did my mommy'ing thing, and just stopped caring about my body. I guess, mentally? I thought, well heck, this is my after-baby-body and I need to just deal.
But finally, I snapped out of it, and my sister & I joined Weight Watchers online the first week in January along with every other person in America. (I mean, doesn't everyone start diets that week?)
It's been a successful journey ever since. I showed you when I lost 21lbs. Then, I even showed you when I lost 27lbs. And now? Since I'm obviously a fan of odd numbers?
This is me around having lost 33lbs. Thirty. THREE. First of all, am I the only one who pictures 33lbs of fatty uncooked slabs of ground beef? Yes? Oh, sorry for the visual. Vomit. That is a lot of weight. And I'm kind of ashamed at where I was.
[Dear Katie, please remember, you had a baby. Breathe. You had a baby.]
But, I'm not at all ashamed with where I am now. I've worked hard.
Okay, okay. I didn't want to have to do it....but I should probably show you where I came from. You know, just so you can
throw up a little really appreciate the before and "in progress" (not "after's" since I'm not quite done yet...more on that later) pictures.
So, excuse me while I go sing in the corner and try to forget I'm posting these yet again.
Did you gasp? Well get ready, because it ain't over yet. I know, I know, this is almost too much for one day.
Considering this is a 1 year postpartum update, I'm about to do something I've not done since my belly was full of baby.
Show you it, bare.
I swore that I'd absolutely NEVER show my stomach again. Not even for belly pictures for future children. It's ruined with stretchmarks from my belly button down, not to mention? It was flabby to the max.
A quick reminder of my baby belly (this was around 36/37 weeks....and the last one I have "bare").
....and one year later. (Oh God, hold me.)
It may be stretchmarked, but it's a heck of a lot flatter and less flabby than it was in January. Just be glad I didn't document the bare belly post baby. Dear Lord, that was scary. Nighmare'ish in fact. I'm still so curvy. My goodness, do I have hips. But I'm pretty happy with where I've come.
And now? For some sass. Because all girls who lost weight & feel pretty good put their hands on their hips for pictures. It's what we do.
Oh hello messy closet background.
So, that's where I'm at. I promise, you won't see another weight loss update from me until I reach my final goal, which is about 10-14lbs away. That's a lot to go, but after losing 33? I feel I can do it. I hope I can.
I also just have to say that celebrating Eme's 1st birthday on Saturday, having lost all the pregnancy weight plus another 25+pounds felt good. It did. I like that I can look back on that day and be happy with the girl in the pictures. Because I was able to be fully present, fully there enjoying that day--not tugging at my clothes or feeling self conscious like the old me would have.
I'm glad for that.